[Makoto wasn’t laughing at him. At least, over text, he wasn’t. Sunny couldn’t see the other, so who knew if it was just a facade but…
Makoto wasn’t like that. In a way, he was a lot like Hero - accepting, patient, kind.
That gave Sunny strength to keep talking about it.]
They weren’t all bad. Not all the time. But they could be scary.
[The fact that his dreams had been a way for his mind to simultaneously ignore and process his own fears and trauma… still was a revelation Sunny was having to contend with.]
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Makoto wasn’t like that. In a way, he was a lot like Hero - accepting, patient, kind.
That gave Sunny strength to keep talking about it.]
They weren’t all bad. Not all the time. But they could be scary.
[The fact that his dreams had been a way for his mind to simultaneously ignore and process his own fears and trauma… still was a revelation Sunny was having to contend with.]